Severing the ties.

Today while I was paying the Council Tax at where I currently live, I decided to make good on a promise.

As you know I have a habit of reading things like the Art of War by Sun Tsu, and The Prince by Nicolo Machiavelli; and in an email I sent the Ex I told her I was going to terminate the Tenancy we shared if she did not talk to me. She came out with some bullshit about common law (which means jack shit in all reality) and how she would keep the flat if I fought her for it.

Unfortunately she did not learn a damn thing about my thought processes when it comes to a fight, I think along the lines of the "long game" or strategically by misdirection and double bluff. Of course this doesn't help when it comes to people trusting me but if you have spent most of your life being lied to by those closest to you and exposure to military doctrine you stop giving that much of a fuck.

Back to the point I had a chat to some of my family who remarked at how Wendy ran like a spooked jack rabbit when she saw them even though they sort of liked her when we were together, and they advised me to get my name off the tenancy for safety's sake. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I ad been planning to anyway, for the simple reason that I was fucking sick to the back teeth of always having to force Wendy to communicate with me. My own theory for this is that she knew that she had broken the law and is just a fucking cowardly piece of shit and is afraid to face the monster she created in me, that and she cannot stand strong, indipendant self reliant individuals like myself; that is why she has gone for this guy in Blackpool. Who looks to me like some weak willed mothers boy.

So as you have guessed I have Terminated the Tenancy at the flat I was not allowed to call home, so she now has until the 13th of August to either; leave the flat and do the work to find her own place and take her girlfriend with her, or apply to keep the flat she currently occupies. Ultimately though, its no longer my problem, what is my problem is getting a place to myself, getting my scooter on the road and getting my teaching certificate so I can get a better bike and be an awsome teacher.

I do not appreciate being used for another persons gain Wendy so fuck you and the very roots of your family tree.

Steven